News archives 29.09.2019
“Very grateful, sir,” the general was surprised, “let me know where you left off?”
“I haven't stopped anywhere else.”
“So, right from the carriage to me?” And ... with luggage?
- Yes, with me, only one small bundle of linen, and nothing more; I usually carry it in my hand. I’ll have time to take a room in the evening.
“So you still intend to take the number?”
- Oh yes of course.
- Judging by your words, I thought that you were so direct to me.
“It could have been, but only at your invitation.” I, I confess, would not have remained by invitation, not for some reason, but ... by nature.
- Well, therefore, and by the way, that I did not invite you and do not invite you. Allow me, prince, to clarify everything all at once: since we have now agreed that there cannot be a word about kinship between us - although I would, of course, be very flattering, - so ...
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So, get up and leave? - the prince rose, somehow even laughing gaily, despite all the apparent difficulty of his circumstances. - And, by golly, general, even though I know absolutely nothing either in the local customs or in general how people live here, but I thought that this would certainly happen with us, as it turned out now. Well, maybe that’s the way it is ... Yes, and then they didn’t answer me either ... Well, goodbye and I'm sorry that I bothered.
The prince’s gaze was so affectionate at that moment, and his smile was so without any tinge of at least some unpleasant hostile sensation that the general suddenly stopped and somehow suddenly looked at his guest in a different way; the whole change of gaze took place in an instant.
“You know, prince,” he said in a completely different voice, “because I still don’t know you, and Elizaveta Prokofievna might want to look at the namesake ... Wait if you have time.”
- Oh, I have time; I have absolutely my time (and the prince immediately put his soft, round-hollow hat on the table). I confess that I was hoping that maybe Elizabeth Prokofievna would remember what I wrote to her. Your servant, when I was waiting for you there, suspected that I had come to ask you for poverty; I noticed this, and you must have strict instructions in this regard; but I, really, are not behind this, but, right, just to get together with people. I just think a little that I disturbed you, and it bothers me.
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Everything done by her father aroused in her reverence, which was not subject to discussion.
“Each one has his own Achilles heel,” continued Prince Andrei. - With his huge mind, donner dans ce ridicule! one
Princess Marya could not understand the boldness of her brother’s judgments and was preparing to object to him as the expected steps were heard from the office: the prince came in quickly, cheerfully, as he always walked, as if deliberately in his hasty manners, representing the opposite of the strict order of the house. At the same instant, the big clock struck two, and others spoke in a thin voice in the living room. The prince stopped; from under the hanging thick eyebrows, brisk, stern, stern eyes looked at everyone and settled on the young princess. The young princess experienced at that time the feeling that the courtiers had at the tsar’s exit, the feeling of fear and reverence that this old man aroused in all his associates. He stroked the princess on the head and then, with an awkward movement, patted her on the back of her head.
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Nothing ... This is me. Funny remembered.
Semyon threw back his head, opened his big mouth and giggled.
“Did the lady come?” He asked, squinting at Stepan. - BUT? What did she say? but? Haha
Stepan looked at Semyon and blushed deeply.
“Fifteen rubles,” said the old man.
- Oh, you! And a hundred will, if only I wanted to! God beat, give!
Semyon blinked an eye and stretched.
- Oh, if only such a woman! He continued. - I would suck a damn thing! Juice squeezed! Vvv ...
Semyon cringed, hit Stepan on the shoulder and laughed.
- That's it, soul! It hurts you are comfortable! Our brother is not embarrassed! You are a fool, Stepka! Wow, what a fool!
- Vestimo is a fool! - said the father.
Sobs were heard again.
- Again, your woman roars! Afraid of knowing, jealous, ticklish! I do not like the womanish squeal. How to cut with a knife! Oh, women, women! And on what subject did God create you? For what reason? Mercy for dinner, dear sirs! Now I would like to drink wine, so that beautiful dreams could be dreamed! Your mistress must assume that the guilt is dark and dark! Drink - I do not want!
“You are insensitive cattle, Senka!”
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This is what, prince, ”said the general with a cheerful smile,“ if you really are the way you seem, then it will probably be nice to meet you; you see, I’m a busy man, and now again I’ll sit down to watch and sign something, and then go to his excellency, and then to the service, it turns out that I’m glad, though ... good people, that is .. ... but ... However, I am so convinced that you are well brought up that ... And how old are you, prince?
- Twenty six.
- Wow! And I thought, much less.
- Yes, they say, my face is youthful. And I’ll learn how not to bother you and will soon understand, because I really don’t like to bother you ... And, finally, it seems to me that we are such rosy people in appearance ... for many reasons that, perhaps, we cannot have there are a lot of common points, but, you know, I don’t believe in this last idea myself, because very often it just seems like there are no common points, but they really are ... it is from human laziness that people sort of and they can’t find anything ... But by the way, maybe I started bored? You as if ...
- Two words, sir: do you have at least some condition? Or maybe you intend to take any classes? Sorry I'm so ...
- Excuse me, I really appreciate your question and understand. For the time being, I do not have any state and no occupations, for the time being, too, but I have to, sir. And now I had strangers' money, it was given to me by Schneider, my professor, from whom I was treated and studied in Switzerland, on the road, and gave it right up to now, so now, for example, I have only a few cents left for all the money. True, I have one thing, and I need advice, but ...
- Tell me, what do you intend to live in the meantime and what were your intentions? - interrupted the general.
- I wanted to work somehow.
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Oh, you are a philosopher; but by the way ... do you know the talents, abilities, at least some, that is, of those that give daily bread? Sorry again ...
- Oh, don't apologize. No, sir, I think I have neither talents nor special abilities; on the contrary, because I am a sick person and did not study correctly. As for bread, it seems to me ...
The general interrupted again and again began to question. The prince again told everything that has already been told. It turned out that the general had heard of the late Pavlishchev and even knew personally. Why the Pavlishchev was interested in his upbringing, the prince himself could not explain, however, perhaps, simply, by his old friendship with his late father. After the parents, the prince remained a small child, he lived and grew up in villages throughout his life, since his health required rural air. Pavlishchev entrusted him to some old landowners, his relatives; for him, the governess was hired first, then the tutor; he announced, however, that although he remembers everything, he can little satisfactorily explain, because in many respects he was not aware. The frequent seizures of his illness made him almost an idiot (the prince said "idiot"). He finally said that Pavlishchev met once in Berlin with Professor Schneider, a Swiss who deals specifically with these diseases, has an institution in Switzerland, in the Welsh canton, treats with his method cold water, gymnastics, and treats both idiocy and madness, while he teaches and undertakes spiritual development in general; that Pavlishchev sent him to him in Switzerland about five years ago, and he died two years ago, suddenly, without making orders; that Schneider held and treated him for another two years; that he didn’t cure him, but helped a lot, and that, finally, at his own request and due to one circumstance he met, he sent him now to Russia.
The general was very surprised.
- And you have nobody in Russia, absolutely nobody? - he asked.
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Having said this, Stepan sighed, took half an armful and went out of the hut into the yard. Semen followed after him.
In the courtyard, a quiet, serene summer Russian night fell. Because of the distant mounds the moon rose. Disheveled clouds with silvery edges floated towards her. The sky turned pale, and pale, pleasant greens spilled over its expanse. Weaker stars flickered and, as if frightened of the moon, drew their little rays into themselves. From the river in all directions pulled night, cheeks caressing moisture. In the hut of Father Gregory the whole village rattled for nine hours. The waiter-cab locked the windows with noise and hung a greasy flashlight above the door. On the street and in the courtyards there was neither a soul, nor a sound ... Stepan spread out half of the grass on the grass, crossed himself and lay down with his elbow under his head. Semyon grunted and sat at his feet.
“Hmmm ...” he said.
After a pause, Semyon sat comfortably, lit a small pipe and spoke:
- I visited Trofim today ... I drank beer. I drank three bottles. Want to smoke, Styopa?
“I do not wish.
- Tobacco is good. I would like to drink tea now! Did you drink tea at the lady? Good? Must be very good? Five rubles a pound should be. And there is such tea that it costs one hundred rubles per pound. By God, there is. Though I didn’t drink, I know. When in the city I served as clerks, I saw ... One lady drank. One smell is worth it! Sniffed. Let's go to the lady tomorrow?
- Leave me alone!
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Now nobody, but I hope ... moreover, I received a letter ...
“At least,” the general interrupted, not hearing about the letter, “did you study something, and your illness will not prevent you from taking any, for example, uncomplicated, place in any service?”
“Oh, it probably won't hurt.” And as for the place, I would really wish, because I myself want to see what I am capable of. I studied all four years constantly, although not quite correctly, and so, according to his special system, and at the same time I managed to read a lot of Russian books.
- Russian books? Therefore, you know the letter and can write without errors?
- Oh, I really can.
- Great, sir; and handwriting?
“And the handwriting is excellent.” This, perhaps, is my talent; in this I am just a calligrapher. Give me, I'll write you something for trial now, ”the prince said with fervor.
- Do a favor. And it’s even necessary ... And I love this your readiness, prince, you are very, really, nice.
“You have such glorious writing instruments, and how many pencils, how many pens, how thick, glorious paper ... And what a glorious office you have!” This is the landscape I know; This is a Swiss view. I’m sure that the painter wrote from nature, and I’m sure that I saw this place: this is in the canton of Uri ...
“It may very well be, although it was bought here.” Ganya, give the prince paper; here are feathers and paper; here, come to this table. What is it? - the general turned to Ghana, who meanwhile removed from his portfolio and handed him a large-format photographic portrait, “bah! Nastasya Filippovna! Did she herself, she sent you herself? - he asked Ganya lively and with great curiosity.
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“I'm glad, I'm glad,” he said, and still gazing into her eyes, he quickly walked away and sat down in his place. - Sit down, sit down! Mikhail Ivanovich, sit down.
He indicated to his daughter-in-law a place near him. The waiter pushed a chair for her.
- Go, go! The old man said, looking around her rounded waist. - Hurried, not good!
He laughed dryly, coldly, unpleasantly, as he always laughed - with one mouth and not his eyes.
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Why are you angry? I do not swear, I speak only. Angry is not a trace. But why don't you go, eccentric? I do not understand! And there is a lot of money, and the food is good, and drink as much as the soul wants ... You will smoke cigarettes, you will drink good tea ...
Semyon was silent for a while and continued:
- And she is beautiful. It’s a disaster to get in touch with the old woman, and happiness is with this one! (Semyon spat and paused.) Fire woman! Fiery fire! Her neck is glorious, so chubby ...
- And if the soul is a sin? Asked Stepan suddenly, turning to Semyon.
- Gre-eh? Otkudova sin? It’s not a sin for a poor person.
- To hell to hell and the poor will go if ... But why am I poor? I am not poor.
- What sin is it? After all, not you to her, but she to you! You scarecrow!
- The robber, and the robber reasoning ...
- You stupid man! - said, sighing, Semyon. - Stupid! You do not understand your happiness! Do not feel! You must have a lot of money ... You don’t need to know, you need money.
- We need, but not strangers.
“You will not steal, and she herself will give you her own pen.” What is the matter with you, fool, to interpret! How about a wall of peas ... Mantifolia on vinegar to breed with you only.
Semyon got up and stretched.
- You will repent, but it will be too late! I’m after this and I don’t want to know. You are not my brother to me. Damn you ... Fuck with your stupid cow ...
- Marya is a cow?
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Now, when I was congratulating, I gave. I have already asked for a long time. I don’t know if it’s a hint on her part that I myself arrived empty-handed, without a present, on such a day, ”added Ganya, smiling unpleasantly.
“Well, no,” the general interrupted with conviction, “and what, really, is your mindset!” She will begin to hint ... and not at all interesting. And besides, what will you give: after all, here you need thousands! Is it a portrait? And what, by the way, did she not ask you for a portrait yet?
- No, I haven’t asked yet; Yes, maybe he’ll never ask. Do you, Ivan Fedorovich, remember, of course, about tonight? You are from deliberately invited.
- I remember, I remember, of course, and I will. Well, birthday, twenty-five years! Um ... And you know, Ganya, I already, so be it, I’ll open it for you, get ready. She promised Afanasy Ivanovich and me that tonight she would say the last word: to be or not to be! So look, know.
Ganya was suddenly embarrassed, to the point that he even turned a little pale.
“She probably said that?” He asked, and his voice seemed to tremble.
- On the third day I gave my word. We both molested that we forced. I just asked you not to give it up to the time.
The general was staring at Ganya; he apparently did not like Ghani's embarrassment.
“Remember, Ivan Fedorovich,” Ganya said anxiously and hesitating, “that she gave me complete freedom of decision until she decides the case, and then my word is still mine ...”
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Marya.
- Um ... You're not suitable for this very cow. Go ahead
“And you would be well, and ... we are well.” Fool !!
- Go!
- And I'll leave ... There is nobody to beat you!
Semyon turned and whistled, trudged to the hut. Five minutes later, grass rustled near Stepan. Stepan raised his head. Marya went to him. Mary came up, stood and lay down next to Stepan.
- Don’t go, Styopa! She whispered. - Do not go, my dear! Will ruin you! Little to her, a cursed Pole, you still needed. Do not go to her, Stepunk!
- Do not go!
Maryina's tears dripped onto Stepan's face in a small, hot rain.
- Do not kill me, Stepan! Do not take sin upon your soul. Love me alone, do not go to others! God married me, live with me. I’m an orphan ... I’m the only one you have.
- Leave me alone! Ah ... pissing! He said - I won’t go!
- That's it ... And don’t go, dear! I am a burden, Stepushka ... The children will be soon ... Don’t leave us, God will punish! Father and Semka strive so that you go to her, but you don’t go ... Do not look at them. Beasts, not people.
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So are you ... so are you ... - suddenly the general was afraid.
- I'm nothing.
“Have mercy, what do you want to do with us?”
“I do not refuse.” Maybe I didn’t put it that way ...
- Still you would refuse! Said the general in annoyance, not even wanting to restrain the annoyance. - Here, brother, the point is not that you do not refuse, but the matter is your readiness, pleasure, joy, with which you will accept her words ... What is being done at your place?
- What's at home? Everything at home is in my will, only my father, as usual, is fooling around, but after all this is a perfect outrage; I don’t even speak with him, but, however, I’m holding it in a vise, and, right, if it weren’t for my mother, I would have indicated the door. Mother, of course, is crying; my sister is angry, and I finally told them directly that I’m the master of my fate and in the house I want to ... obey. Sister at least struck it all out with her mother.
“And I, brother, continue not to comprehend,” the general remarked thoughtfully, with a few shoulders thrown up and hands a little apart. “Nina Alexandrovna, too, the other day, when you came, remember?” groans and groans; “What are you?” I ask. It turns out that they seem to be dishonorable here. What dishonesty, let me ask? Who can reproach Nastasya Filippovna or point out anything about her? Is it really that she was with Totsky? But this is already such nonsense, especially under certain circumstances! "You, says, do not let her to your daughters?" Well! Avona! Ah yes Nina Alexandrovna! That is, how not to understand this, how not to understand this ...
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Go to sleep!
- I’m sleeping, Styopa ... I’m sleeping.
- Marya! - heard the voice of Maxim. - Where are you? Come on, mother is calling!
Mary jumped up, straightened her hair and ran into the hut. Maxim slowly approached Stepan. He had already undressed and in his lower dress looked like a dead man. The moon played on his bald head and shone in his gypsy eyes.
- Are you going to the lady tomorrow al the day after tomorrow? He asked Stepan. Stepan did not answer.
- If you go, so go tomorrow, but early. I suppose the horses are not cleaned. Yes, do not forget that fifteen promised. Do not go for ten.
“I won’t go,” said Stepan.
- Why so?
- Yes ... I don’t want to ...
- From what?
“You know yourself.”
- So ... Look, Styopa, how would I not have to tear you to old age!
- Fight.
- Can you answer parents like that? To whom do you answer? Look you! The milk on the lips has not dried yet, but you say rudeness to your father.
- I won’t go, that’s all! Go to church, but don’t be afraid of sin.
- I want to separate you stupid! Hut a new nadot build al no? What do you think? Who will you go to the forest? Probably to Strelchik? Who to borrow money from? She or not her? She will give the forest, and give money. Will reward!
- Let others reward. I don’t need to.
- I'll rip it off!
- Well, fight! Fight
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Maxim smiled and extended his hand forward. There was a whip in his hand.
- I'll take it off, Stepan.
Stepan turned on the other side and pretended to be prevented from sleeping.
- So you will not go? Are you saying that right?
- Right. God beat my soul, if I go.
Maxim raised his hand, and Stepan felt severe pain on his shoulder and cheek. Stepan jumped up like a madman.
- Do not fight, five! He cried. - Do not fight! Do you hear Do not fight!
- And what?
Maxim thought and hit Stepan again. Hit the third time.
- Listen to your father, if he tells! You go scoundrel!
- Do not fight! Do you hear
Stepan roared and quickly sank half a half.
- I will go! Good! I'll go ... Just remember! Life will not be glad! Damn it!
- Okay. You’ll go for yourself, but not for me. I don’t need a new hut, but you. He said to rip off, well, tore off.
- By ... I'll go! Only ... only remember this whip!
- Okay. Spit it out. Talk to me again!
- Good ... I'll go ...
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Stepan stopped crying, turned on his stomach and cried quietly.
- He pulled his shoulders! Broke out! Revie more! You’ll go early tomorrow. Take it a month in advance. And for the four days that he served, take it. Your mare will fit on a scarf. And do not be angry with the whip. Father I ... I want - I beat, I want - sweetheart. That's it ... Sleep!
Maxim stroked his beard and turned to the hut. It seemed to Stepan that Maxim, having entered the hut, said: “Tore off!” Semen's laughter was heard.
In the hut of his father, Gregory pitifully played an upset piano: at nine o’clock, Popov usually studied music. Quiet, strange sounds ran through the village. Stepan got up, climbed over the fence and went along the street. He walked to the river. The river shone like mercury, and reflected in itself the sky with the moon and with the stars. Silence reigned around the grave. Nothing moved. Only occasionally a cricket cried out ... Stepan sat on the shore, above the water itself, and propped his head on his fist. Dark thoughts, replacing one another, fluttered in his head.
On the other side of the river stood tall, slender poplars surrounding the lord's garden. The light from the lordly window shone through the trees. The lady must not have slept. Stepan thought, sitting on the shore, until the swallows flew over the river. He rose when the moon was not already shining in the river, but the rising sun. Rising, he washed, prayed east, and quickly, with decisive step, strode along the coast to the ford. Having crossed a shallow ford, he headed for the lordly court ..
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Your position? - prompted Ganya to the embarrassed general. - She understand; you are not angry with her. However, I then soaped my head so that they would not meddle in other people's affairs. And yet, so far everything is the only thing in our house and holds that the last word has not yet been said, and the storm will strike. If the last word is said today, then everything will be said.
The prince heard all this conversation, sitting in the corner behind his calligraphic breakdown. He finished, went to the table and handed his piece of paper.
- So this is Nastasya Filippovna? He said, looking attentively and curiously at the portrait. - Amazingly good! He added at once with fervor. The portrait depicted a woman of truly extraordinary beauty. She was photographed in a black silk dress, an extremely simple and elegant style; hair, apparently dark brown, was cleaned simply, at home; eyes dark, deep, brooding forehead; a passionate and arrogant expression. She was a bit thin, perhaps a pale face ... Ganya and the general looked in amazement at the prince ...
- How, Nastasya Filippovna! Do you already know Nastasya Filippovna? The general asked.
- Yes; it’s only a day in Russia, and I already know such a beautiful woman, ”the prince answered and immediately told about his meeting with Rogozhin and conveyed his whole story.
- Here's more news! - Again the general was alarmed, having listened extremely carefully to the story, and looked inquiringly at Ganya.
“Probably only disgrace,” muttered Ganya, who was somewhat embarrassed, “the merchant's son walks: I already heard something about him.”
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Yes, and I, brother, heard, - the general intercepted. - Then, after the earrings, Nastasya Filippovna retold the whole joke. But the matter is now different. Here, maybe, a million are really sitting and ... passion, ugly passion, let’s put it, but it still smells of passion, but we all know what these gentlemen are capable of, hop in everything! .. Um! .. There wouldn’t be a joke some! - concluded the general thoughtfully.
“Are you afraid of a million?” - Ganya grinned.
“But you are not, of course?”
“As it seemed to you, prince,” Ganya suddenly turned to him, “what is it, some serious person or just that, an outrage?” Actually your opinion?
In Ghana, something special happened when he asked this question. A certain new and peculiar idea caught fire in his brain and impatiently flashed in his eyes. The general, who was sincerely and sincerely anxious, also glanced at the prince, but as if not expecting much from his answer.
“I don’t know how to tell you,” answered the prince, “only it seemed to me that there was a lot of passion in him, and even some kind of sick passion.” Yes, he himself is still quite as if sick. It may well be that from the very first days in St. Petersburg it will again fall off, especially if it wraps up.
- So? Do you think so? - the general clung to this idea.
- Yes, it seemed.
- And, however, this kind of jokes can occur not in a few days, but before the evening, today, maybe something will turn out, - grinned at General Ganya.
“Um! .. Of course ... Perhaps, and then the whole thing is how it flashes in her head,” said the general.
“But do you know what she is sometimes?”
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So what is it? - the general rushed up again, having reached an extreme breakdown. - Listen, Ganya, please, today you don’t contradict her a lot and try to be that way, you know, to be ... in a word, to your liking ... Um! .. Why are you twisting your mouth like that? Listen, Gavrila Ardalionych, by the way, it will be very opportune to say now: what are we bothering with? You understand that I have long been provided for my own benefit, which sits here; anyway, I’ll decide the matter in my favor. Totsky made his decision unshakably, therefore, and I am absolutely sure. And therefore, if I now wish for something, it is your only benefit. Judge for yourself; don’t you trust me? Moreover, you are a man ... a man ... in a word, a smart man, and I relied on you ... and this in the present case, this ... this ...
“This is the main thing,” Ganya agreed, again helping the embarrassed general and wringing his lips into a poisonous smile that he no longer wanted to hide. He looked with a sore gaze directly into the general’s eyes, as if even wanting him to read all his thoughts in his gaze. The general turned red and flushed.
- Well, yes, the main thing is the mind! He assented, looking sharply at Ganya. “And you are a funny man, Gavrila Ardalionych!” You are definitely glad, I notice this merchant, as an exit for yourself. Yes, it is here through the mind that one would have to come from the very beginning; here it is precisely necessary to understand and ... and to arrive from both sides honestly and directly, not that ... to notify in advance so as not to compromise the others, all the more so since there was enough time for that, and even now it is enough ( the general raised his eyebrows significantly), despite the fact that only a few hours remain ... Do you understand? Got it? Do you want or not want, really? If you do not want, say, and - you are welcome. No one, Gavrila Ardalionych, is holding you, no one is forcibly dragging you into a trap, if you only see a trap here.
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You need to walk, walk as much as possible, as much as possible, ”he said.
The little princess did not hear or did not want to hear his words. She was silent and seemed embarrassed. The prince asked her about her father, and the princess spoke and smiled. He asked her about mutual acquaintances: the princess revived even more and began to tell, passing to the prince bows and city gossip.
“La comtesse Apraksine, la pauvre, a perdu son mari, et elle a pleuré les larmes de ses yeux 2,” she said, more and more animated.
As she revived, the prince looked sterner and sterner at her, and suddenly, as if having studied her enough and having made himself clear about her, he turned away from her and turned to Mikhail Ivanovich.
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I want to, ”in an undertone, but firmly said Ganya, dropped his eyes and fell silent gloomily.
The general was satisfied. The general got excited, but he apparently repented that he had gone far. He suddenly turned to the prince, and it seemed that an anxious thought suddenly passed through his face that the prince was here and still heard. But he instantly calmed down: with one glance at the prince one could completely calm down.
- Wow! Cried the general, looking at the sample of calligraphy presented by the prince, “but this is an inscription!” Yes, and a rare recipe! Look, Ganya, what a talent!
On a thick velvet sheet, the prince wrote the phrase:
"The humble abbot Paphnutius had a hand."
“This,” the prince explained with extreme pleasure and animation, “is the signature of Hegumen Paphnutius, from a photograph of the fourteenth century.” They excellently signed, all of these are our old abbesses and metropolitans, and with what taste, with what diligence! Do you really have at least a Pogodinsky edition, General? Then I wrote here in a different font: this is a round large French font of the last century, other letters were written differently, the font is areal, the font of public scribes, borrowed from their specimens (I had one) - you must admit that it is not without merits. Take a look at these round qs as well. I translated the French character into Russian letters, which is very difficult, but it turned out well. Here is another beautiful and original font, here is this phrase: "Diligence overcomes everything." This font is Russian, clerical or, if you want, military clerical. This is how official paper is written to an important person, also a round font, a nice, black font, black written, but with a wonderful taste. The calligrapher would not have allowed these strokes, or, rather, these attempts to cross out, these unfinished half-tails, you notice, but in general, look, it is in fact a character, and, really, the whole military-clerical soul glanced over here: and wanted, and talent asks, but the military collar is tightly hooked, discipline and in handwriting came out, lovely! It has recently struck me as one specimen, accidentally found it, and where else? in Switzerland! Well, this is a simple, ordinary and purest English font: grace cannot go any further, here all the charm, beads, pearls; it's over; but here’s the variation, and again the French one, I borrowed it from a French traveling commie: the same English font, but the black line is a bit blacker and thicker than in English, an - the proportion of light is broken; and note too: the oval is changed, the droplet is rounder, and in addition a stroke is allowed, and the stroke is the most dangerous thing! Roscherk requires an extraordinary taste; but if only he succeeded, if only a proportion was found, then such a font cannot be compared with anything, even if one can fall in love with it.
- Wow! yes, what subtleties do you go into, ”the general laughed,“ yes you, father, are not just a calligrapher, you are an artist, huh? ” Ganya?
“It's amazing,” said Ganya, “and even with the consciousness of his purpose,” he added, laughing mockingly.
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Has Stepan come? - asked, waking up the next day, Elena Egorovna.
- Come! - answered the maid.
Strelkova smiled.
- Ahhh ... Alright. Where is he now?
- At the stable.
The lady jumped out of bed, quickly dressed and went to the dining room to drink coffee.
Strelkova was apparently still young, younger than her years. Only one eyes betrayed that she had already managed to live most of the Indian age, that she was already over thirty. Her eyes are brown, deep, incredulous, rather male than female. She was not beautiful, but she could be liked. The face was full, pretty, healthy, and the neck about which Semyon spoke, and the bust were magnificent. If Semyon knew the price of beautiful legs and arms, then he probably would not be silent about the legs and arms of the landowner. She was dressed in all simple, light, summer. The hairstyle is the most unpretentious. Strelkova was lazy and did not like to mess with the toilet. The estate in which she lived belonged to her brother, a bachelor who lived in St. Petersburg and very rarely thought about his estate. She lived in him since she broke up with her husband. Her husband, Colonel Strelkov, a very decent man, also lived in St. Petersburg and thought of his wife less than her brother about his estate. She broke up with her husband, not having lived with him for a year. She cheated on him on the twentieth day after the wedding.
Sevshi to drink coffee, Strelkova ordered to call Stepan. Stepan appeared and stood at the door. He was pale, not combed, and looked like a wolf that had been caught looking: evil and gloomy. The lady looked at him and blushed slightly.
- Hello, Stepan! She said, pouring herself coffee. - Tell me, please, what kind of tricks are you building? Why on earth have you left! He lived four days and left! He left without asking. You should have asked!
“I was asked,” said Stepan.
- Who were you asking?
- At Felix Adamych.
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Laugh, laugh, and here is a career, ”said the general. “Do you know, prince, to what face will we now give you paper to write?” Yes, you can directly put thirty-five rubles a month, from the first step. However, it’s half past twelve, ”he concluded, glancing at his watch,“ to the point, prince, so I need to hurry, and today, maybe we will not meet with you! ” Sit down for a moment; I have already explained to you that I am often not able to receive you; but I sincerely wish to help you a little bit, a little bit of course, that is, in the form of the most necessary, and there, as you yourself wish. I’ll look for a place in the office, not tight, but it will require accuracy. Now, with regard to what follows: in the house, that is, in the family of Gavrila Ardalonych Ivolgin, this very young friend of mine, whom I ask you to meet, his mother and sister cleaned two or three furnished rooms in their apartment and give them to the well-recommended tenants, with a table and a servant. I’m sure Nina Alexandrovna will accept my recommendation. For you, prince, this is even more than a treasure, firstly, because you will not be alone, but, so to speak, in the bowels of the family, and, in my opinion, you should not find yourself alone in such a capital from the first step, like Petersburg. Nina Alexandrovna, mother, and Varvara Ardalionovna, sister of Gavrila Ardalionych, are ladies whom I respect too much. Nina Aleksandrovna, the wife of Ardalion Aleksandrovich, a retired general, my former comrade in primary service, but with whom I, for some reasons, had stopped relations, which, however, does not prevent me from kindly respecting him. I’ll explain all this to you, prince, so that you understand that I personally recommend you, so to speak, and, as a result, I guarantee you. The fee is the most moderate, and, I hope, your salary will soon be quite enough. True, a person needs pocket money, at least some, but you will not be angry, prince, if I notice to you that you would better avoid pocket money, and indeed money in your pocket. So in my view I speak to you. But since now your wallet is completely empty, then, for a start, let me offer you these twenty-five rubles.
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Strelkova paused and asked:
- Are you angry, or what? Stepan, answer! I'm asking! Are you angry?
- If they had not been told such words, then I would not have left. I'm set for horses, not for ...
- We won’t talk about this ... You did not understand me, that’s all. You should not be angry. I didn’t say anything so special. And if you said something that you find offensive for yourself, then you ... then you ... After all, I still ... I have the right to say too much ... Um ... I add to you salary. I hope that you and I will no longer have any misunderstandings.
Stepan turned and stepped back.
- Wait, wait! - stopped him Strelkova. “I haven't said everything yet.” Here's what, Stepan ... I have new coach clothes. Take it and put it on, and the one on you is no good. I have beautiful clothes. I will send you it with Fedor.
- I'm listening.
- What is your face ... Still sulking? Is it really so insulting? Well, it’s full ... I’m nothing ... I’ll be fine with you ... You will be satisfied with everything. Do not be angry ... Do not be angry?
- Yes, something we can be angry?
Stepan waved his hand, blinked his eyes, and turned away.
- What is the matter with you, Stepan?
- Nothing ... Can we get angry? We must not be angry ...
The lady got up, made a worried face and went to Stepan.
- Stepan, you ... are you crying?
The lady took Stepan by the sleeve.
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Of course, we will be counted, and if you are such a sincere and sincere person as you seem in words, then there can be no difficulties between us. If I am so interested in you, then I even have a certain purpose in your account; later you will know her. See, I am with you quite simply; I hope, Ganya, you have nothing against placing the prince in your apartment?
- Oh, on the contrary! And mother will be very happy ... - Ganya confirmed politely and warningly.
“After all, it seems that you have only one more room.” This one, like him, Ferd ... Fer ...
- Ferdyshchenko.
- Well yes; I don’t like this your Ferdyshchenko: some greasy clown. And I don’t understand why Nastasya Filippovna so encourages him? Is he really her relative?
- Oh no, it's all a joke! And does not smell like a relative.
- Well, to hell with him! Well, so how are you, prince, happy or not?
“Thank you, General, you have treated me as an extremely kind person, especially since I didn’t even ask; I do not say this out of pride; I really didn’t know where to put my head. True, Rogozhin called me just now.
- Rogozhin? Well no; I would advise you fatherly or, if you like more, in a friendly way and forget about Mr. Rogozhin. Anyway, I would advise you to stick to the family in which you enter.
“If you are so kind,” the prince began, “then I have one thing to do.” I received a notification ...
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Well, excuse me, ”the general interrupted,“ now I have no more minutes. ” Now I’ll tell Lizaveta Prokofievna about you: if she wants to accept you now (I’ll try to recommend you in such a way), I advise you to take this opportunity and enjoy it, because Lizaveta Prokofievna can be very useful to you; You are the same name. If you do not wish, then do not demand, sometime at another time. And you, Ganya, take a look at these accounts for a while, we fought with Fedoseyev just now. They should not be forgotten to turn on ...
The general came out, and the prince did not have time to talk about his business, about which he began almost the fourth time. Ganya lit a cigarette and offered another prince; the prince accepted, but did not speak, not wanting to interfere, and began to examine the cabinet; but Ganya hardly glanced at the sheet of paper, scribbled in numbers, indicated to him by the general. He was scattered; Ghani's smile, look, and thoughtfulness became even more difficult, in the prince's eyes, when they were both left alone. Suddenly he went to the prince; at that moment, he again stood over the portrait of Nastasya Filippovna and examined him.
“So you like that kind of woman, prince?” - he asked him suddenly, piercingly looking at him. And it was as if he had some extraordinary intention.
- Amazing face! - answered the prince, - and I am sure that her fate is not ordinary. The face is cheerful, and she suffered terribly, huh? This is what the eyes say, these two bones, two points under the eyes at the beginning of the cheeks. This is a proud face, terribly proud, and now I do not know if she is kind? Oh, if good! Everything would be saved!
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“Well, Mikhail Ivanovich, Buonaparte is having a bad time for us.” As Prince Andrei (he always called his son in the third person) told me what forces are gathering on him! And we all considered him an empty man.
Mikhail Ivanovich, who absolutely did not know when you and I said such words about Bonaparte, but knew that he was needed to enter into a favorite conversation, looked at the young prince in surprise, not knowing what would come of it.
“He has great tactics!” - said the prince to his son, pointing to the architect.
And the conversation turned again about the war, about Bonaparte and the current generals and statesmen. The old prince, it seemed, was convinced not only that all the current figures were boys who did not understand the ABCs of military and state affairs, and that Bonaparte was an insignificant Frenchwoman who was successful only because the Potemkin and Suvorovs were no longer opposed to him; but he was even convinced that there were no political difficulties in Europe, there was no war, and there was some kind of puppet comedy played by current people, pretending to be doing business. Prince Andrei cheerfully withstood his father's ridicule over new people and, with apparent joy, summoned his father to talk and listened to him.
“Everything seems to be good, as it was before,” he said, “but didn’t the very Suvorov fall into the trap that Moreau had set for him and could not get out of it?”
“Who told you that?” Who said? Shouted the prince. - Suvorov! - And he threw away the plate, which Tikhon grabbed vividly. - Suvorov! .. Thinking, Prince Andrew. Two: Friedrich and Suvorov ... Moro! Moreau would be held captive if Suvorov’s hands were free; and on his hands sat Hofs-Kriegs-Wurst-Schnaps-rat. The devil is not happy with him. Here you go, you'll find out these Hofs-Kriegs-Wurstrats! Suvorov did not cope with them, so where can Mikhail Kutuzov cope ?! No, my friend, he continued, you cannot do without your generals against Bonaparte; it’s necessary to take the French, so that you don’t know your own and beat your own. The German Palen was sent to New York, America, for the Frenchman, Moreau, ”he said, alluding to the invitation that Moreau had made this year to join the Russian service. - Miracles!! What Potemkins, Suvorovs, Orlovs were the Germans? No, brother, either you all went crazy there, or I survived from the mind. God give you, and we'll see. Bonaparte they became a great commander! Um! ..
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What's the matter, Stepan? What's the matter? Speak at last? Who offended you?
The mistress's eyes filled with tears.
- Come on!
Stepan waved his hand, blinked intensely, and roared.
- Mistress! He muttered. - I will love you ... I will be everything you want! I agree! Just do not give them, damned, nothing! Not a penny, not a sliver! I agree on everything! I’ll sell my soul to the unclean; don’t give them anything!
- To whom?
- To father and brother. Not a chip! Let them die, cursed, out of anger!
The lady smiled, wiped her eyes and laughed out loud.
“Good,” she said. - Well, go! I'll send you your clothes now.
Stepan went out.
“How good that he is stupid! The lady thought, looking after him and admiring his broad shoulders. “He delivered me from the explanation ... He was the first to speak of“ love ”” ...
In the evening, when the setting sun poured purple over the sky, and the golden earth, along the endless steppe road from the village to the far horizon, raced like mad horses, rifle horses ... The stroller bounced like a ball, and mercilessly tore the rye on its way, which drove to the road their heavy ears. Stepan sat on the gantry, vehemently rattling horses and seemed to be trying to break the reins into a thousand pieces. He was dressed with great taste. It was evident that a lot of time and money had been spent on his toilet. The expensive velvet and kumach sat tightly on his strong figure. A chain with key rings hung on his chest. Harmonica boots were cleaned by a real wax. The peacock feather coach hat barely touched his curly blond hair. On his face were written dull obedience and at the same time a furious rage, the horses were the victims ... In the stroller, lounging with all the members, the lady sat and breathed healthy air into herself with a wide chest. A young flush played on her cheeks ... She felt that she was enjoying life ...
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Important, Styopa! Important! She shouted. - So him! Chase! By the wind!
Be stones under the wheels, stones would crumble into sparks ... The village was moving away from them more and more ... The huts disappeared, the barracks hid ... Soon the bell towers were not visible ... Finally, the village turned into a smoky strip and drowned in the distance. But Stepan drove and drove everything. He wanted to rush away from sin, which he was so afraid of. But no, sin sat behind him, in a stroller. Stepan did not have to flee. That evening, the steppe and sky were witnesses of how he sold his soul.
At about eleven, the horses raced back. The affiliated limped, and the indigenous was covered with foam. The lady sat in the corner of the stroller and with half-closed eyes huddled in her talm. A satisfied smile played on her lips. She breathed so easily, calmly! Stepan rode and thought he was dying. His head was empty, foggy, and his chest was gnawing ...
Every day in the evening, fresh horses were taken out of the stable. Stepan harnessed them to the stroller and rode to the garden gate. A radiant lady came out of the gate, got into a stroller, and a furious ride began. Not a single day was free from this ride. Unfortunately for Stepan, not a single rainy evening fell on his lot, which he might not have gone to.
After one of these trips, Stepan, returning from the steppe, left the yard and went for a walk along the shore. In his head, as usual, there was fog, there was not a single thought, and there was terrible longing in his chest. The night was good, quiet. Subtle scents ran through the air and gently flirted with his face. I remembered Stepan the village, which was dark behind the river, in front of his eyes. I remembered the hut, the garden, my horse, the bench on which he slept with his Marya and was so pleased ... He was inexpressibly hurt ...
- Styopa! He heard a weak voice.
Stepan looked around. Marya went to him. She had just crossed the ford and was holding shoes in her hands.
- Styopa, why did you leave?
Stepan stared blankly at her and turned away.
- Stepushka, who did you leave me an orphan for?
- Leave me alone!
- God will punish you, Stepushka! He will punish you! He will send you a fierce death, without repentance. Remember my word! Uncle Trofim lived with a soldier - remember? - and how did he die? And God forbid!
- What are you molesting? Oh ...
Stepan took two steps forward. Mary grabbed the caftan with both hands.
“My wife, I’m yours, Stepan!” You can’t leave me like that! Stepushka!
Marya voted.
- Nice one! I’ll wash my feet and drink water! Go home!
Stepan rushed and hit Marya with his fist; hit so with grief. The blow came just in the stomach. Marya missed, grabbed her stomach and sat down on the ground.
- Oh! She moaned.
Stepan blinked his eyes, grabbed his fist around the temple and, without looking back, went to the courtyard.
Having come to his stable, he fell on a bench, put a pillow on his head and painfully bit his hand.
At this time, the lady sat in her bedroom and wondered: will the weather be good tomorrow night or not? The cards said it would be good.
III
Early in the morning, Rzhevetsky was driving home from his neighbor, whom he was visiting. The sun has not yet risen. It was four in the morning, no more. Rzhevetsky’s head was noisy. He ruled a horse and swayed slightly. Half of the road he had to ride in the forest.
"What the hell? He thought, approaching the name in which he was the manager. “No one is cutting wood!”
From the thicket of the forest came the knock and crack of branches to the ears of the Rzhevetsky. Rzhevetsky sharpened his ears, thought, got out, awkwardly got down from the running jitter and went into the thicket.
Semyon Zhurkin sat on the ground and chopped green branches with an ax. Near him lay three felled alders. A horse stood harnessed to the side, and ate grass. Rzhevetsky saw Semyon. Hops and slumber flew off him instantly. He turned pale and jumped to Semen.
“What are you doing this?” but? He cried.
“What are you doing this?” but? - answered the echo.
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Would you marry such a woman? - continued Ganya, not taking his sore eyes from him.
“I cannot marry anyone; I am unwell,” said the prince.
- Would Rogozhin get married? What do you think?
- But what, marry, I think, and tomorrow it is possible; would marry, and in a week, perhaps, and would stab her.
The prince had just uttered this; Ganya suddenly flinched so that the prince almost cried out.
- What's wrong with you? He said, grabbing his hand.
- Your Excellency! His Excellency is requested to welcome to Her Excellency, ”the footman announced, appearing at the door. The prince went after the footman.
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All three girls of Yepanchina were young, healthy, flowering, tall, with amazing shoulders, powerful breasts, strong hands, almost like those of men, and, of course, due to their strength and health, they sometimes liked to eat well, which they did not want to hide at all . Their mother, generals Lizaveta Prokofievna, sometimes referred to the frankness of their appetite, but since her other opinions, despite all the outward respectfulness with which her daughters took, in fact, had long since lost their original and undeniable authority between them, and to such an extent that the established consonant conclave of three girls began to overpower all the time, the general, in the forms of her own dignity, found it more convenient not to argue and concede. True, the character very often did not obey and did not obey the decisions of prudence; Lizaveta Prokofievna became more capricious and impatient every year, even some kind of freak became, but since a very humble and accustomed husband was still at hand, the excess and accumulated poured out usually on his head, and then the harmony in the family was restored again , and everything went well.
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The generalsha herself, however, did not lose her appetite and usually, at half-past twelve, took part in a plentiful breakfast, almost like lunch, with her daughters. The young ladies drank a cup of coffee even earlier, at exactly ten o'clock, in bed, at the moment of awakening. So they fell in love and established once and for all. At half-past twelve, a table was set up in a small dining room, near the mother’s rooms, and the general himself sometimes came to this family and intimate breakfast, if time allowed. In addition to tea, coffee, cheese, honey, butter, special pancakes, beloved by the general herself, cutlets and other things, even a strong hot broth was served. On the morning that our story began, the whole family gathered in the dining room in anticipation of the general, who promised to appear by half-past twelve. If he was late even for a minute, they would immediately send for him; but he appeared neatly. Going up to say hello to his wife and kiss her pen, he noticed something too special in her face this time. And although he had already anticipated the day before that it would be so today by one “joke” (as he himself expressed himself out of his habit), and, already falling asleep yesterday, was worried about it, but still he was again afraid . Daughters came up to kiss him; here, although they were not angry with him, but still there was also something special, as it were. True, the general, for some reason, became overly suspicious; but since he was an experienced and dexterous father and spouse, he immediately took his measures.
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Maybe we won’t really hurt the convexity of our story if we stop here and resort to some explanations to directly and accurately state the relationships and circumstances in which we find the family of General Yepanchin at the beginning of our story. We already said now that the general himself, although he was a man and not very educated, but, on the contrary, as he expressed himself about himself, “a man of self-education,” but he was, however, an experienced spouse and a clever father. By the way, he accepted the system not to rush his daughters into marriage, that is, not to "hang over their souls" and not to bother them with too much languishing of their parental love for their happiness, as involuntarily and naturally happens all the time even in the most intelligent families, in which accumulate adult daughters. He even achieved that he also persuaded Lizaveta Prokofievna to his system, although the matter was generally difficult, difficult because it was unnatural; but the general’s arguments were extremely significant, based on tangible facts. Yes, and the brides, left completely to their will and their decisions, naturally, will be compelled to finally take up the mind themselves, and then the case will catch fire, because they will take up the matter by hunting, putting aside whims and excessive intelligibility; the parents would only have to vigilantly and inconspicuously observe to prevent any strange choice or unnatural evasion from occurring, and then, having seized the proper moment, help with all their might and direct the matter with all the influences. Finally, the mere fact that every year, for example, their condition and social significance grew exponentially; consequently, the more time went by, the more daughters won, even as brides.
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But among all these compelling facts, another fact came: the eldest daughter, Alexandra, suddenly and almost completely unexpectedly (as always happens), twenty-five years have passed. Almost at the same time, Afanasy Ivanovich Totsky, a man of high society, with higher connections and extraordinary wealth, again found his old desire to marry. He was a man of about fifty-five, of an elegant character, with an extraordinary refinement of taste. He wanted to get married well; a connoisseur of beauty he was extraordinary. Since for some time he and General Yepanchin had an unusual friendship, especially reinforced by mutual participation in some financial enterprises, he told him, so to speak, asking for friendly advice and guidance: is it possible or not to offer a marriage with one of his daughters? In the quiet and beautiful course of the family life of General Yepanchin, an obvious coup came.
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The undisputed beauty in the family, as already mentioned, was the youngest, Aglaya. But even Totsky himself, a man of extreme egoism, realized that he should not look here and that Aglaya was not intended for him. Perhaps the somewhat blind love and too warm friendship of the sisters exaggerated the matter, but the fate of Aglaya was intended between them, in the most sincere way, to be not just fate, but a possible ideal of an earthly paradise. Aglaya’s future husband was supposed to be the owner of all excellence and success, not to mention wealth. The sisters even laid among themselves, and somehow without special unnecessary words, about the possibility, if necessary, of their donation in favor of Aglaya: the dowry was intended for Aglaya colossal and out of the ordinary. Parents knew about this agreement between the two older sisters, and therefore, when Totsky asked for advice, there was almost no doubt between them that one of the older sisters would probably not refuse to crown their desires, especially since Afanasy Ivanovich could not be bothered about the dowry. But the general himself appreciated Totsky’s proposal immediately, with his characteristic knowledge of life, extremely highly. Since Totsky himself had observed, for some special circumstances, extreme caution in his steps and had just tried things, the parents offered their daughters only the most distant assumptions.
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In response to this, it was received from them, too, although not quite definite, but at least a reassuring statement that the eldest, Alexandra, would probably not refuse. She was a girl, albeit with a strong character, but kind, rational and extremely accommodating; could marry Totsky even willingly, and if she had given the word, she would have performed it honestly. She did not like brilliance, not only did not threaten troubles and a sharp coup, but she could even sweeten and soothe her life. On her own, she was very good, although not so spectacular. What could be better for Totsky?
And yet, things continued to go on gropingly. Mutually and amicably between Totsky and the general it was supposed to avoid any formal and irrevocable step. Even the parents still did not begin to speak openly with their daughters; it was as if a dissonance began: General Yepanchina, the mother of the family, became somehow dissatisfied, and this was very important. There was one circumstance that interfered with everything, one tricky and troublesome case, because of which the whole thing could be irretrievably upset.
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This tricky and troublesome “case” (as Totsky himself put it) began a very long time ago, about eighteen years ago. Near one of the richest estates of Afanasy Ivanovich, in one of the middle provinces, one small-local and poorest landowner was in poverty. He was a remarkable man for his incessant and anecdotal failures - one retired officer, of a good noble family, and even in this respect he was cleaner than Totsky, someone Philip Alexandrovich Barashkov. All debt and pledged, he had already finally managed to satisfactorily arrange his own little farm somehow after hard labor, almost manly. At the slightest success, he was unusually encouraged. Encouraged and shining with hopes, he went away for a few days to his county town to see and, if possible, finally meet with one of his most important creditors. On the third day, upon his arrival in the city, his headman came to him from his village, on horseback, with a burnt cheek and a burnt beard, and announced to him that "the estate was burned out" yesterday at noon, and his wife was deigned to burn, and the children remained intact. " Even Barashkov, accustomed to the “bruises of fortune,” could not bear this surprise; he lost his mind and died a month later in a fever. The burnt estate, with peasants scattered around the world, was sold for debts; two little girls, six and seven years old, the children of Barashkov, by his generosity, were adopted by his dependent and educated Athanasius Ivanovich Totsky.
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Они стали воспитываться вместе с детьми управляющего Афанасия Ивановича, одного отставного и многосемейного чиновника и притом немца. Вскоре осталась одна только девочка, Настя, а младшая умерла от коклюша; Тоцкий же вскоре совсем и забыл о них обеих, проживая за границей. Лет пять спустя, однажды, Афанасий Иванович, проездом, вздумал заглянуть в свое поместье и вдруг заметил в деревенском своем доме, в семействе своего немца, прелестного ребенка, девочку лет двенадцати, резвую, милую, умненькую и обещавшую необыкновенную красоту; в этом отношении Афанасий Иванович был знаток безошибочный. В этот раз он пробыл в поместье всего несколько дней, но успел распорядиться; в воспитании девочки произошла значительная перемена: приглашена была почтенная и пожилая гувернантка, опытная в высшем воспитании девиц, швейцарка, образованная и преподававшая, кроме французского языка, и разные науки. Она поселилась в деревенском доме, и воспитание маленькой Настасьи приняло чрезвычайные размеры. Ровно чрез четыре года это воспитание кончилось; гувернантка уехала, а за Настей приехала одна барыня, тоже какая-то помещица и тоже соседка господина Тоцкого по имению, но уже в другой, далекой губернии, и взяла Настю с собой вследствие инструкции и полномочия от Афанасия Ивановича. В этом небольшом поместье оказался тоже, хотя и небольшой, только что отстроенный деревянный дом; убран он был особенно изящно, да и деревенька, как нарочно, называлась сельцо Отрадное.
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The landowner brought Nastya directly to this quiet house, and since she herself, a childless widow, lived only one mile away, she herself settled with Nastya. Near Nastya came an old woman housekeeper and a young, experienced maid. Musical instruments, an elegant girl’s library, paintings, prints, pencils, brushes, paints, an amazing Italian greyhound were found in the house, and two weeks later Afanasy Ivanovich himself came to see him ... Since then, he has somehow especially loved this deaf steppe village of his, stopped by every summer, stayed for two, even three months, and so it took quite a long time, four years, calmly and happily, with taste and elegance.
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Once it happened that somehow at the beginning of winter, about four months after one of the summer trips of Afanasy Ivanovich to Otradnoye, who had been visiting this time for only two weeks, a rumor had passed, or, rather, a rumor had somehow reached Nastasya Filippovna that Afanasy Ivanovich in St. Petersburg will marry a beauty, a rich, a noble - in a word, make a solid and brilliant party. This rumor later turned out to be not true in all details: the wedding was still only in the project then, and it was still very vague, but in the fate of Nastasya Filippovna an extraordinary coup nevertheless took place from that time on. She suddenly showed extraordinary determination and found the most unexpected character. Without thinking twice, she threw her village house and suddenly appeared in Petersburg, directly to Totsky, alone. He was amazed, began to speak; but suddenly it turned out, almost from the first word, that it was necessary to completely change the syllable, the range of voices, the old topics of pleasant and graceful conversations that had been used so far with such success, logic - everything, everything, everything! A completely different woman sat in front of him, not at all like the one he had known until now and left only in the month of July, in the village of Otradny.
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But Semyon did not answer. He lit a pipe and continued his work.
“What are you doing, scoundrel, I ask you?”
“Can't you see?” Did something come out of you?
- What the ooh? What you said?! Repeat!
- He said that go by!
- What, what, what?
- Go by! There is nothing to scream ...
Rzhevetsky blushed and shrugged.
- What? How dare you?
- So I dare. What are you? Not scared! A lot of you! If you please everyone, so much is needed ...
- How dare you cut wood? He is yours?
“And not yours.”
Rzhevetsky raised the whip and did not hit Semyon just because he pointed to the ax.
“Do you know a villain whose forest it is?”
“I know, sir!” Strelchikhin forest, with Strelchikha and I will speak. Her forest, I will answer her. What are you? Lackey! The waiter! I don’t know you. Come in, passerby! March!
Semyon tapped the ax with his pipe and smiled sarcastically.
Rzhevetsky ran to the shiver, hit with reins and flew an arrow to the village. In the village he scored witnesses and rushed with them to the crime scene. Witnesses caught Semyon at his work. Instantly, the case began to boil. The headman, sub-age, clerk, sotsky appeared. Wrote a few papers. Rzhevetsky signed, forced to sign and Seeds. Semen only chuckled ...
Before dinner, Semyon appeared to the lady. The lady already knew about the cut. Without greeting, he began with the fact that you can’t live, that the Pole fights, that he has only three trees, etc.
- How dare you cut someone else’s forest? - the lady boiled.
“There is only one torment from him,” Semyon growled, admiring the flash of the lady and wanting to bring the Pole at all costs. - Whatever the word - then rub! Is it possible? Yes, striving for everything in the face! That way you can’t ... After all, we are people too.
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This new woman, it turned out, firstly, knew and understood unusually much - so much that one had to be deeply surprised at how she could get such information, develop such precise concepts. (Really from his maiden library?). Moreover, she even legally understood very much and had positive knowledge, if not light, then at least about how some things flow in the world; secondly, it was completely not the same character as before, that is, not something timid, boardingly indefinite, sometimes charming in its original playfulness and naivety, sometimes sad and thoughtful, surprised, distrustful, crying and restless.
No: here an unusual and unexpected creature laughed before him and pricked him with poisonous sarcasms, directly declaring to him that it never had anything in his heart except the deepest contempt, contempt to nausea, which came immediately after the first surprise. This new woman announced that in the full sense she would not care if he marries anyone now, but that she came not to let him marry him, and not to let him out of anger, only because she wants it so much and that , therefore, it should be so - “well, at least so that I can only laugh at you freely, because now I finally want to laugh.”
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So at least she put it; of all that was on her mind, she, perhaps, did not express. But while the new Nastasya Filippovna laughed and stated all this, Afanasy Ivanovich thought over this matter to himself and, if possible, put his somewhat broken thoughts in order. This deliberation lasted a long time; he delved deeply and decided for almost two weeks; but two weeks later his decision was made. The fact is that Afanasy Ivanovich at that time was already about fifty years old, and he was a man of the highest degree, solid and established. His staging in the light and in society long ago was accomplished on the most solid foundations. He loved himself and his peace and comfort and appreciated more than anything in the world, as a highly decent person should have. Not the slightest violation, nor the slightest hesitation could be allowed in the fact that with all my life I had established and assumed such a beautiful form. On the other hand, experience and a deep look at things prompted Totsky very soon and unusually true that he is now dealing with a creature out of the ordinary, that this is such a creature that not only threatens, but will certainly make, and, most importantly, she will not stop resolutely before anything, all the more so since she decisively cherishes nothing in the world, so even it is impossible to seduce him.
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Here, obviously, there was something else, some kind of sincere and hearty burda was implied - something like some kind of romantic indignation, God knows for whom and for what, some insatiable feeling of contempt that completely jumped out of proportion - in a word, something extremely ridiculous and unlawful in a decent society and what to meet for any decent person is the purest divine punishment. Of course, with Totsky’s wealth and connections, one could at once do some small and completely innocent villainy in order to get rid of trouble. On the other hand, it was obvious that Nastasya Filippovna herself was almost unable to do anything harmful, in the sense, for example, even of legal nature; even a scandal could not have made significant, because so easily it could always be limited. But all this in this case only, if Nastasya Filippovna decided to act, how everyone and how they act in such cases, without jumping too eccentrically out of proportion. But it was then that Totsky came in handy of his loyalty to the look: he managed to unravel that Nastasya Filippovna herself perfectly understands how harmless she is in the legal sense, but that she has a completely different mind and ... in her sparkling eyes.
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How dare you cut my wood, I ask you? Scoundrel!
- Yes, he lied to you, lady! I really ... chopped ... I recognize ... Why is he fighting!
In the lady leaped blood of the nobleman. She forgot that Semyon was Stepan’s brother, forgot her good manners, everything in the world and hit Semyon on the cheek.
- Take away now your peasant mug! She cried. - Out! This very minute!
Semyon was embarrassed. In no case did he expect such a scandal.
- Goodbye, sir! He said and took a deep breath. - What to do, sir! Well!
Semyon mumbled and went out. I even forgot to wear a hat when I went out into the yard.
Two hours later, Maxim appeared to the lady. His face was long, his eyes cloudy. But the person could see that he had come to say or do something daring.
- What do you want? - asked the lady.
- Hello! I, lady, are more about asking you. I would like fishing line, lady. I want to build a hut for Stepan, but I don’t have a forest. Boards would be given.
- Well? Please.
Maxim's face shone.
- You need to build a hut, but there is no forest. The last thing! Cabbage soup sat down, but there is no cabbage soup. Hehe. Dosochek, tesu ... Then the Seven of insolence spoke ... You don’t get angry, lady. Fool is a fool. Dope still hadn't come out of my head. Does not feel. Such a people. So, orders, lady, to come for the forest?
- Come.
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Nothing dear, but most of all herself (it took a lot of intelligence and penetration to realize at that moment that she had long ceased to value herself, and so that he, the skeptic and secular cynic, believed the seriousness of this feeling), Nastasya Filippovna is able to was to destroy herself, irrevocably and ugly, Siberia and hard labor, if only to abuse the man to whom she had such an inhuman disgust. Afanasy Ivanovich never hid the fact that he was somewhat cowardly or, better to say, highly conservative. If he knew, for example, that he would be killed under the crown or something like that would happen, extremely indecent, ridiculous and unacceptable in society, then he would certainly be scared, but not so much that he would be killed and injured to blood or spit publicly in the face, etc., etc., and the fact that this will happen to him in such an unnatural and unpleasant form. But Nastasya Filippovna predicted exactly this, although she was still silent about it; he knew that she understood and studied him in the highest degree, and, consequently, knew how to hit him. And since the wedding was really only in intention, Afanasy Ivanovich humbled himself and lost to Nastasya Filippovna.
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So you are so kind as to tell Felix Adamich. God bless you! Now Stepka will have a hut.
- Only I will take dearly, Zhurkin! I don’t sell forests, you know, I need it myself, but if I sell, it’s expensive.
Maxim's face stretched out.
- So how?
- Yes, it is. Firstly, money is right now, and secondly ...
- For the money I do not want.
- And how do you wish?
- It’s known as ... You yourself know. Nochet what kind of money does a man have? Penny, and even that.
- I will not give for nothing.
Maxim clenched his hat in his fist and began to look at the ceiling.
“Do you say that correctly?” He asked, after a pause.
- Right. Still have something to say?
- What should I say? You don’t give the forest, so why am I going to talk to you? Farewell. Only in vain do you not give the forest ... You will regret ... I do not give a damn, but you will regret ... Stepan at the stable?
- I do not know.
Maxim looked significantly at the lady, coughed, crumpled and left. He shook with anger.
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One more circumstance also helped his decision: it was difficult to imagine how much this new Nastasya Filippovna did not resemble her previous face. Previously, it was only a very pretty girl, but now ... Totsky for a long time could not forgive himself that he had looked for four years and could not see. True, it also means a lot when a coup occurs on both sides, internally and suddenly. He recalled, however, even before the moment when sometimes strange thoughts came to him when looking, for example, at these eyes: as if some deep and mysterious gloom was foreseen in them. This look looked - as if asked a riddle. In the past two years, he was often surprised at the change in the complexion of Nastasya Filippovna: she became terribly pale and - strange - even prettier. Totsky, who, like all gentlemen who had taken a walk in their lifetime, at first looked with contempt at how cheaply this undead soul got him, lately he has somewhat doubted his gaze. In any case, he was supposed to have passed in the spring, soon, soon, perfectly and with prosperity, to marry Nastasya Filippovna to some prudent and decent gentleman serving in another province. (Oh, how terribly and how evil Nastasya Filippovna was laughing at it now!). But now Afanasy Ivanovich, seduced by novelty, even thought that he could again exploit this woman. He decided to settle Nastasya Filippovna in St. Petersburg and surround him with luxurious comfort. If not then so different: Nastasya Filippovna could flaunt and even make herself famous in a famous circle. Athanasius Ivanovich so valued his fame in this regard.
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“So you are such an asshole!” He thought and went to the stable. At that time Stepan was sitting on the bench in the stable and lazily sitting, brushing the side of the horse in front of him. Maxim did not enter the stable, but stood at the door.
- Stepan! - he said.
Stepan did not answer, but looked at his father. The horse staggered.
- Get home! - said Maxim.
“I do not wish.
“Can you tell me this?”
“So I can, if I say so.”
- I order!
Stepan jumped up and slammed the stable door in front of Maxim's nose.
In the evening, a boy ran to Stepan from the village and told him that Maxim had kicked Marya out of the house and that Marya did not know where to spend the night.
“She now sits near the church and cries,” said the boy, “and around her people gathered and scolds you.”
Early the next morning, when they were still sleeping in the manor house, Stepan put on his old clothes and went to the village. They called for mass. The morning was Sunday, bright, cheerful - if only to live and enjoy! Stepan walked past the church, looked blankly at the bell tower and strode to the tavern. The tavern opens, unfortunately
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Five years have passed already in St. Petersburg's life, and, of course, much has been decided in such a period. The position of Athanasius Ivanovich was disappointing; the worst part was that he, having scared once, could not calm down after all. He was afraid - and even did not know what - he was simply afraid of Nastasya Filippovna. For some time, in the first two years, he began to suspect that Nastasya Filippovna herself wanted to marry him, but was silent from an unusual vanity and was waiting for his persistent proposal. The claim would be strange; Afanasy Ivanovich frowned and thought hard. To the great and (such is the heart of a man!) To his somewhat unpleasant amazement, he suddenly, on one occasion, became convinced that even if he had made an offer, he would not have been accepted. For a long time he did not understand this. It seemed to him that only one explanation was possible that the pride of the “insulted and fantastic woman” comes to such a frenzy that it is more pleasant for her to express her contempt in her refusal than to permanently determine her position and achieve unattainable greatness. Worst of all, Nastasya Filippovna terribly took the top. She did not succumb to interest either, even to a very large one, and although she accepted the comfort offered to her, she lived very modestly and did not save almost anything in these five years. Afanasy Ivanovich risked a very cunning means to break his chains: inconspicuously and skillfully, he began to seduce her, through clever help, with various ideal temptations; but the personified ideals: princes, hussars, secretaries of embassies, poets, novelists, socialists even - nothing made any impression on Nastasya Filippovna, as if she had a stone instead of her heart, and her feelings dried up and died out once and for all. She lived more solitary, read, even studied, loved music. She had few acquaintances: she knew everything with some poor and ridiculous officials, she knew two some actresses, some old women, she loved the large family of one venerable teacher, and in this family she was very loved and accepted with pleasure. Quite often in the evenings five or six people of acquaintances came to her, no more. Totsky appeared very often and accurately. Recently, it was not without difficulty that General Yepanchin met Nastasya Filippovna. At the same time, one young official, by the name of Ferdyshchenko, a very indecent and greasy buffoon, with claims to be merry and drink, met her easily and without any difficulty. One young and strange man, by the name of Ptitsyn, was familiar, modest, neat and emancipated, descended from poverty and became a usurer. Finally, Gavrila Ardalionovich also got acquainted ... It ended up with a strange fame about Nastasya Filippovna: everyone knew about her beauty, but nothing more; no one could boast of anything, no one could tell anything. Such a reputation, her education, elegant manner, wit - all this affirmed Athanasius Ivanovich finally on a certain plane. This is where the moment begins from which General Yepanchin himself took such an active and extraordinary part in this story.
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Vodka! - commanded Stepan. He poured vodka. He drank, sat and drank more. Stepan got drunk and began to offer. A noisy drinking party began.
- Do you get a lot of salary from Strelichi? Asked Sidor.
- How much follows. Drink donkey!
- Good deed. Happy holiday, Stepan Maksimych! Happy Sunday! What about you?
- And I ... And I drink ...
- Very nice ... All this, in fact, is very safe and seductive, Stepan Maksimych! So ... And let me ask you, do you get ten rubles?
- Ha ha! Is it possible to live on a ten-ruble master? What are you? He gets a hundred!
Stepan looked at him who said this and recognized him as his brother Semyon, who was sitting and drinking on the corner on the bench. Because of Semyon, the drunken physiognomy of the clerk Manafuilov peeked out and smiled sweetly.
“Let me ask you, sir,” said Semyon, taking off his hat, “does the lady have good horses or not?” Do you like it?
Stepan silently poured himself vodka and drank silently.
“They must be very good,” Semyon went on. “It's just a pity there is no coachman.” Not the wrong driver ...
Manafuilov went to Stepan and shook his head.
- You ... you ... pig! - he said. - The pig! Is it not a sin to you? Orthodox! He is not a sin! And what does the scripture say, huh?
- Leave me alone! Dope!
- Nonsense ... But you are smart. A coachman, not with horses. Hehe ... Does she give you a coffee too?
Stepan swung and hit a bottle on Manafuilov’s big head. Manafuilov staggered and continued:
- Love! What is this feeling ... Ff ... Sorry, you can’t get married. A master would be! And from him, guys, a glorious gentleman would come out! Strict master, developed!
There was laughter. Stepan swung and another time hit a bottle on the same head. Manafuilov staggered and this time fell.
“Why are you fighting this?” Cried Semyon, stepping on his brother. - Take action - then fight! Guys, what is he fighting? What are you fighting, I ask?
Semyon narrowed his eyes, took Stepan by the chest and hit him in the stomach. Manafuilov rose and waved his long fingers in front of Stepan's eyes.
- Guys! Fight! By golly a fight! Push on!
In a tavern rustled. Govor mixed with laughter.
At the door of the tavern crowded people. Stepan grabbed Manafuilov by the collar and threw him at the door. The clerk screeched and rolled down the stairs with a ball. They laughed harder. The people were full in a tavern completely. Sidor interfered in his own business and, not knowing why, hit Stepan on the back. Stepan grabbed Semyon by the shoulder and threw him at the door. Semyon hit his head on the jamb, ran down the stairs and fell wet face in the dust. Brother jumped up to him and danced on his stomach. He danced with frenzy, with pleasure, bouncing high. He jumped for a long time ...
They rang to "Worthy." Stepan looked around. Around him, laughing faces stuck out, one another drunk and more cheerful. Lots of faces! From the ground rose disheveled, bloodied Semen with clenched fists, with a brutal face. Manafuilov lay in the dust and cried. Dust clung to his eyes. Around and around the devil knew that!
Stepan started up, turned pale and ran like a madman. They chased him.
- Catch it! Catch it! - shouted after him. - Hold on! Killed!
Stepan was horrified. It seemed to him that if he was caught up, they would certainly be killed. He ran faster.
- Catch it! Hold on!
Without realizing it, he ran to his father’s house. The gates were wide open, and both halves swayed from the wind ... He ran into the yard.
On a pile of wood chips and shavings three steps from the gate sat Marya. Pulling her legs under herself and stretching her exhausted arms forward, she did not take her eyes off the ground. Seeing Mary in Stepan’s agitated and intoxicated brains, a bright thought suddenly flickered ...
Run away from here, run away with this pale, death-like, slaughtered, beloved woman. To run away from these monsters, to the Kuban, for example ... And how good the Kuban is! If you believe the letters of Uncle Peter, then what a wonderful freedom on the Kuban steppes! And life there is wider, and the summer is longer, and the people are more remote ... At first they, Stepan and Mary, will live in workers, and then they will lead their fellow countryman. There will not be with them either the bald Maxim with gypsy eyes, or the maliciously and drunkenly smiling Semyon ...
With this thought, he went up to Marya and stopped in front of her ... Meanwhile, his head was spinning with hops, colored spots flickered in his eyes, pain was felt throughout his body ... He barely stood on his feet ...
“To the Kuban ... of that ...” he said, feeling that his tongue was losing the ability to speak ... “To the Kuban ... To uncle Peter ... Do you know?” What letters wrote ...
But it was not there! The Kuban crumbled to pieces ... Mary raised her imploring eyes to his pale, crazy face, half-covered with long, unkempt hair, and stood up ... Her lips trembled ...
“Is that you, robber?” She said. - You? I give birth, know, in a tavern opened? Damn! You are my tormentor! Let you be a villain in the next world, as you sucked me all out! You killed me, an orphan!
- Be quiet!
- Fierce! You do not regret the soul of the Christian! Tortured everything, robbers ... you are a murderer, Stepka! God's mother will punish you! Wait a minute! For nothing this will not work for you! You think that only one I mu
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When Totsky so kindly turned to him for friendly advice about one of his daughters, he immediately, in the most noble way, made full and frank confessions. He discovered that he decided not to stop at any means in order to gain his freedom; that he would not have calmed down if Nastasya Filippovna herself had even announced to him that from now on she would leave him completely at ease; that he has few words, that he needs the most comprehensive guarantees. Faced and decided to act together. It was originally supposed to test the softest means and touch, so to speak, some “noble strings of the heart”. Both came to Nastasya Filippovna, and Totsky straightforwardly began by declaring to her the unbearable horror of his situation; he blamed himself for everything; frankly said that he could not repent of the initial act with her, because he was an inveterate voluptuous and not in power, but that now he wanted to get married and that the whole fate of this extremely decent and secular marriage was in her hands; in a word, that he expects everything from her noble heart. Then General Yepanchin began to speak, in his capacity as a father, and spoke reasonably, avoided touching, only mentioned that he fully recognized her right to decide the fate of Afanasy Ivanovich, cleverly flaunted his own humility, pretending to be the fate of his daughter, or maybe two other daughters, now depends on her own decision. To the question of Nastasya Filippovna: “What exactly do they want from her?” - Totsky admitted to her with the same, completely naked bluntness that he was so scared five years ago that he couldn’t even calm down completely now until Nastasya Filippovna herself will marry someone. He immediately added that this request would, of course, be absurd on his part if he had not had some reasons for it. He very well noticed and positively found out that a young man of a very good family who lives in the most worthy family, namely Gavrila Ardalionovich Ivolgin, whom she knows and accepts, has long loved her with all the power of passion and, of course, would give half life for one hope to gain her sympathy. Gavrila Ardalionovich made these confessions to him, Athanasius Ivanovich, himself, and for a long time, in a friendly manner and from a pure young heart, and that Ivan Fedorovich, who is beneficent to a young man, has long been aware of this. Finally, if only he, Afanasy Ivanovich, was not mistaken, the love of the young man had long been known to Nastasya Filippovna herself, and it even seemed to him that she looked at this love condescendingly. Of course, it is harder for everyone to talk about this. But if Nastasya Filippovna wanted to allow in him, in Totsky, besides selfishness and the desire to arrange her own fate, although there were several good wishes for her too, she would realize that it was strange and difficult for him to look at her loneliness for a long time: that there was only one uncertain darkness, complete disbelief in the renewal of life, which could so beautifully rise in love and in the family and thus accept a new goal; that here the loss of abilities, which can be brilliant, voluntary admiring your longing, in a word, even some romanticism, worthy of neither a sound mind nor a noble heart Nastasya Filippovna. Repeating once more that it is more difficult for him to say to others that he cannot give up hope that Nastasya Filippovna will not answer him with contempt if he expresses his sincere desire to ensure her fate in the future and offers her an amount of seventy-five thousand rubles. He added to the explanation that this amount was still assigned to her in his will; in a word, that there’s not at all some kind of reward ... and that, finally, why not allow and excuse in him a human desire to at least somehow lighten his conscience, etc., etc., that's all what is said in similar cases on this subject. Afanasy Ivanovich spoke for a long time and eloquently, adding, so to speak in passing, a very curious information that he had already hinted at these seventy-five thousand for the first time and that even Ivan Fedorovich himself, who was sitting here, did not know about them; in a word, no one knows.
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he mail train number is racing so fast at full speed from the station "Vesely Trakh-Tararah" to the station "Save yourself, who can!" The locomotive whistles, hisses, puffs, sniffles ... The cars tremble and wolves howl with their ungreased wheels and scream owls. In heaven, on earth and in wagons, darkness ... "Something will be! there will be something! ”- the cars trembling from old age are knocking ...“ Wow-wow-oh-oh! ”- the locomotive picks up ... Through winds together with pocket-lovers walk through winds. Scary ... I stick my head out the window and look aimlessly into the endless distance. All the lights are green: the scandal, presumably, is not yet coming soon. The disk and station lights are not visible ... Darkness, longing, the thought of death, childhood memories ... Oh my god!
- Sinful !! I whisper. - Oh, how sinful! ..
Someone creeps into my back pocket. There is nothing in my pocket, but still terrible ... I turn around. Before me is a stranger. He is wearing a straw hat and a dark gray blouse.
- What do you want? I ask him, feeling my pockets.
- Nothing, sir! I'm looking out the window, sir! - he answers, pulling back his hand and leaning on my back.
A hoarse piercing whistle is heard ... The train begins to go quieter and quieter and finally stops. I get out of the car and go to the sideboard for a drink for courage. At the buffet crowded public and train crew.
- Um ... Vodka, not bitter! - the respectable chief conductor says, addressing the fat gentleman. The fat gentleman wants to say something and cannot: the one-year-old sandwich stopped at his throat.
- Jindarrr !!! Zhindarrr !!! - someone shouts on the platform in such a voice that, during the flood, hungry mastodons, ichthyosaurs and plesiosaurs shouted ... I’m going to see what’s the matter ... One of the first-class cars has a gentleman with a cockade and points to the public on your feet. From the unfortunate, while he was sleeping, boots and stockings were pulled ...
“What will I go now?” He shouts. - I have to go to Rrrevel! You must watch!
The gendarme stands in front of him and assures him that “there is no need to shout” ... I go to my car No. 224. Everything is the same in my car: darkness, snoring, tobacco and fusel smells, it smells of the Russian spirit. Near me, a red-haired forensic investigator is snoring, going to Kiev from Ryazan ... A pretty two or three steps away from the investigator is drowsy ... A peasant, in a straw hat, sniffs, puffs, turns over to all sides and does not know where to put his long legs . Someone in the corner is eating and chomping publicly ... People are sleeping under the benches. The door creaks. Two shriveled old women come in with knapsacks on their backs ...
- Sit here, my mother! - says one. - What a darkness! Temptation and only ... No way stepped on anyone ... And where is Groin?
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Nastasya Filippovna's answer amazed both friends.
Not only was there not even the slightest appearance of the former mockery, the former hostility and hatred, the previous laughter, from which, with one memory, there was still cold on Totsky’s back, but, on the contrary, she seemed to be glad that she could finally talk to someone openly and in a friendly manner. She admitted that she herself had long wanted to ask for friendly advice that only pride interfered, but that now that the ice was broken, nothing could be better. At first, with a sad smile, and then laughing merrily and briskly, she admitted that the former storm in any case could not be; that she had long since partially changed her view of things, and that although she had not changed in her heart, she was nevertheless forced to admit a great deal in the form of accomplished facts; what has been done, what has been done, what has passed, then passed, so it’s even strange for her that Afanasy Ivanovich still continues to be so scared. Then she turned to Ivan Fedorovich and with an air of deepest respect announced that she had long heard a lot about his daughters and had long been used to deeply and sincerely respect them. One thought that she could be useful to them at least would seem to be happiness and pride for her. It is true that she is now bored and bored, very bored; Athanasius Ivanovich guessed her dreams; she would like to resurrect, though not in love, so in the family, recognizing a new purpose; but what about Gavril Ardalionovich she can hardly say anything. It seems true that he loves her; she feels that she herself could love him if she could believe in the firmness of his affection; but he is very young, even if sincere; here the decision is difficult. She, however, likes the fact that he works, works, and alone supports the whole family. She heard that he is a man with energy, with pride, wants a career, wants to break through.
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Groin? Ah, priests! Where is he? Ah, priests!
The old woman fusses, opens the window and examines the plazform.
- Shit! She rattles. - Where are you? Groin! We are here!
- I have trouble! - shouts a voice outside the window. - They don’t let me into the car!
- Do not let go? Which does not let it go? Spit it! Nobody can let you in if you have a real ticket!
- Tickets no longer sell! Cass locked up!
Someone is leading a horse along the platform. Stomp and snort.
- Hand it back! Shouts the gendarme. - Where are you going? What are you scandalizing?
- Petrovna! Groans Groin.
Petrovna drops the knot from herself, grabs a large tin kettle in her hands and runs out of the carriage. The second bell rings. A small conductor with a black mustache enters.
- You would take a ticket! - he addresses to the old man sitting against me. - The controller is here!
- Yes? Um ... This is not good ... Which one? .. Prince?
- Well ... You can’t drive a prince here with sticks ...
“So who?” With beard?
- Yes, with a beard ...
- Well, if this one, then nothing. He is a kind person.
- As you wish.
- A lot of hares going?
“There will be forty showers.”
- Nnno? Well done! Ah yes businessmen!
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I also heard that Nina Alexandrovna Ivolgina, the mother of Gavrila Ardalionovich, is an excellent and highly respected woman; that his sister, Varvara Ardalionovna, is a very wonderful and energetic girl; she heard a lot about her from Ptitsyn. She heard that they cheerfully endure their misfortunes; she would very much like to meet them, but another question is, will they welcome her into their family? In general, she says nothing against the possibility of this marriage, but this is still too much to think about; she would wish not to be rushed. As for the seventy-five thousand — in vain did Athanasius Ivanovich find it difficult to talk about them. She understands the price of money itself and, of course, will take it. She thanks Afanasy Ivanovich for his delicacy, for the fact that he did not even tell the general about this, not only to Gavril Ardalionovich, but, however, why should he not know about this in advance? She has nothing to be ashamed of for this money when she enters their family.
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so i ever paid something !? - the old man mutters. - Never! I pay the conductor. The conductor has less money than Polyakov!
The third bell rattles.
- Oh, mothers! - the old woman is busy. - Where is it Petrovna? After all, this is the third call! Divine punishment ... Remained! The poor remained ... And her things here ... What should I do with things, with a handbag? My dear, she has remained!
The old lady thinks for a moment.